[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/SR52k84p/54b4e63d635603b22d80f72a4ba2be54.png[/img][hr][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019c02b1-4686-759e-93a8-ec58d0ea6ae8.webp[/img][hr][@Achronum][@Blizz][@Forsythe][@Kirah][@PatientBean][@Trainerblue192][@KazAlkemi][hr][h3][color=AC3EFF][b]Morning - Sat. January 15th, 2039 - Los Angeles, California[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr]

[@Kirah]: “Can I strap blades to my hands, too?” Gideon asked immediately, before laughing. She practically already did with her knuckle blades. Still, ice skating sounded fun. She’d never done it before, but she never found physical activities to be super challenging, so she wasn’t worried about whether or not she’d be able to pick it up. “You ever watch the Olympics? Some of the competitors are hot as shit. Especially the ones competing with rifles - girls actually dominate in the sport, our build is a little better for stability for hitting your shots. And don’t even get me started on how sexy the skaters are - fucking love watching. We should watch together this time, they’re coming up soon.”

The shouts didn’t phase her, either - they were par for the course at the Margaret Carter Institute.

[@Blizz][@PatientBean]:

The three siblings all fell silent for a moment, as Marlena intruded in on their conversation. Eventually, though, the ice giantess scowled down at her. She’d evidently heard jokes poked at her height one too many times. “You’re not my type,” she dismissed, before gesturing at the boy with the glasses, “you can try Carl, though. He likes the smell of desperation in the morning.”

Carlos, the sentient cube, leaned back, [i]yikes[/i] reverberating through everyone’s minds. 

Carl, the seemingly normal albeit short boy, pushed his glasses up. “That may be true, but I am not interested in girls… Alas, my love is destined to be unrequited. He’s an ass but I know he would love to please me, if he was not in the arms of another, my sweet Novikoff.”

[i]I’d be interested,[/i] Carlos chimed in. [i]But in being your friend.[/i]
[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=ed1c24]Percy Novikov[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019b29ec-87e6-745e-afed-c64ed081c458.webp[/img]
[hr][b][color=ed1c24]Location:[/color][/b] Margaret Carter - Winter Festival 
[b][color=ed1c24]Magic Items:[/color][/b] Mystery watch from Agatha Harkness, Dorian sex bracelet
[b][color=ed1c24]First Day Fit:[/color][/b] [url=https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019c0287-4435-7608-82b5-0b29272f9040.webp]Black Hoodie, Jeans, and Vans[/url] [hr][/center]

Ice skating was decidedly [i]not[/i] one of Percy’s strengths. Despite Dorian’s claim that roller skating would translate, the moment his feet were on the ice, it was like he had never even walked before with all of the stability and grace of a newborn pup. He almost immediately slipped and fell, grabbing onto his boyfriend’s arm for dear life, every muscle in his body tensed and locked. His heart was pounding furiously, as much as he gritted his teeth and tried to force himself to calm, to relax. He knew that any injuries he obtained here could be healed in a second by Dorian’s father, but it would still be [i]embarassing[/i] to smash his face into the ice in front of his partner. He wanted so desperately in that moment to be the cool Russian stereotype, to know how to skate on ice better than he knew how to walk on land - to be able to impress his boyfriend, even wrestle a bear barechested and walk away with a laugh, and completely dominate at every winter activity. He hadn’t even been able to handle baby Yetis. 

[color=ed1c24]“Yes,”[/color] Percy bit his lip, looking at his skates - which only served to make his balance worse. [color=ed1c24]“He… Chase was the only friend I’ve ever had before coming here. He essentially lived at my house. His home life was… poor, to put it mildly, so my mothers ensured he had food, clothing, school supplies - all of it. I spent every birthday, every holiday, every day off from school with him.”[/color]

His face fell, though, as Dorian pulled out his phone and explained that his cousin needed him, that there was some sort of an emergency. He’d heard recently that sometimes, people would pretend there was a crisis in order to leave a situation they didn’t like - to leave a person they didn’t like. Was he…? 

[color=ed1c24]“Of course. Your cousin needs you. I understand,”[/color] he said softly. [color=ed1c24]“Do you need help?”[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=42A9FF]April Kingston-Gray[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019b2a42-176d-736d-87cd-e80ef331aa59.webp[/img]
[hr][b][color=42A9FF]Location:[/color][/b] Margaret Carter - Stark Hall Roof
[b][color=42A9FF]Magic Items:[/color][/b] Kingston-Gray Bracelet, River Styx Water, Hair Dying Comb
[b][color=42A9FF]First Day Fit:[/color][/b] [url=https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019c0288-fffb-75e9-a893-c52428fffbb6.webp]Denim jumpsuit and shorts[/url], [url=https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019c0289-6076-72bb-aa81-e8cae051d70b.webp]pink streaked hair and orange tinted sunglasses[/url] [hr][/center]

April pulled out their phone, their eyes wide as Danni mentioned he hoped the family hadn’t been watching the stream. The rules placed on them were stricter than the ones on Dorian and Danni at the moment - if Danni were grounded from this stunt, April would be… April didn’t know a word to describe the punishments Pops and Appa would rain down upon them - Pa would probably side with them, too, and Papa was useless when it came to standing up against Pops when he was really angry. They let out a sigh of relief seeing that there weren’t any messages from the dads, only to see… a text from Andy. Phew. They weren’t ready for a [i]hey, you up?[/i] text from Marlena just yet. 

[color=42A9FF]“Wait, wait, wait, [i]Luna Snow?[/i]”[/color] April almost dropped their phone, accidentally hitting send on a message back to Andy halfway through, reading simply - 

[hider=@Excelsior Group Chat]!!! Danni and i broke[/hider]

[color=42A9FF]“That’s so unfair!!! I wanna meet Luna Snow!!! I wanna ask her if the rumors about her and White Fox are true, I need the yuri to be real Danni, [i]I need the yuri to be real!!![/i]”[/color] April screeched, running just as fast as Danni as their brother dragged them along, whether or not they’d managed to break a record or drawn the Eye of Pops completely forgotten. They were too jittery with excitement and nerves to create an ice slide, instead just a few sad puddles of water appearing around them as they sprinted, making a beeline for the fortune teller’s tent, not looking at all where they were going, completely unaware of their surroundings, of the other students milling about the carnival, of the freaked out looking blonde girl standing in the middle of the thoroughway until… 

[i]CRASH[/i]

The three of them collided - Danni, April, and a stranger who was decidedly [i]not[/i] Luna Snow. 

[color=42A9FF]“Shit, shit, shit!!! Are you okay??? Do we need a medic??? Danni are you okay??? Amelie???? Amelieeeee????? Wait, omg, Millie, you're here!! Luna Snow has healing powers, ask her to come out here stat, okay?? Shit did we break her nose?? Please please please don't have a broken nose, Danni can't get blood on his outfit! And this is Dorian's so he will KILL me if I get blood on the clothes I stole or well borrowed fuck!!!”[/color]